Reborn in the 90s, tearing apart scumbag men for the sake of women.

"I need my brother's help with something, I'm sorry!" Song Jianmei explained with a smile.

“I don’t know anything about kitchen operations, how can I help?” Song Jianping refused impatiently.

Actually, he was a little surprised to see so many people. Why did Song Lingge bring so many people to dinner today? He really wanted to join the meal.

"You'll see when you get there, let's go!" Song Jianmei said, reaching out to pull him along.

Song Jianping feinted to the side, dodging Song Jianmei: "Can't you see I'm busy right now? I'll go later."

The two were at an impasse. Qiao Guangzhi was worried that his future daughter-in-law's shop would cause trouble, so he quickly said, "Nansheng, go help her, hurry up."

Qiao Nansheng exchanged a glance with Song Lingge, and only after receiving her affirmative look did he say to Song Jianmei, "Aunt Song, let me help you. Let Uncle Song go eat."

Song Jianmei wanted to say something more, but there were too many people around, and it wasn't the time to argue with Song Jianping, so she was eventually pulled away by Qiao Nansheng.

"My sister is just not very generous. Even though she runs such a big store, she still can't shake her small-minded nature. Don't mind her!" Song Jianping said to Qiao Guangzhi with a smile.

"It's alright, it's alright. It's not easy for them to run such a big store. They're very capable!"

"By the way, you are Nansheng's father. Where do you work?" Song Jianping asked.

Song Lingge walked ahead of them, speechless at Song Jianping, and hated his pretentious attitude, applying his official ways to the Qiao family.

She knew very well that Song Jianping was probing the Qiao family's secrets.

"Dad, why don't you go and check on Aunt? Nansheng has never done this before, and I'm worried he won't be able to handle it." It was clearly an excuse.

Qin Rong and Qiao Guangzhi both sensed that the atmosphere between the father and daughter was abnormal.

Song Jianping pointed at Song Lingge and said to Qiao Guangzhi, "You see, this old saying is right. Girls are attracted to their surroundings, and now she's attracted to your Nansheng."

Qin Rong took Song Lingge's hand and said, "Lingge is too career-oriented, and I'm worried that Nansheng won't handle it well. But it's okay, let him give it a try. Let's not chat outside anymore, let's go sit in the private room and chat, and we can also try the dishes here."

Song Lingge wanted to say something, but Qin Rong stopped her with a look.

Having achieved his goal, Song Jianping and Qiao Guangzhi swaggered into the private room.

After they left, Song Lingge whispered regretfully, "Aunt Qin, my dad......"

Qin Rong is a shrewd person. She may not have realized it at first, but she could tell from just a few words exchanged in the lobby that the Song family was not on good terms.

She immediately went to find Tang Shuxin and learned some information from her.

They helped the elderly and children into the private room, and when they saw that Song Lingge and the others hadn't come in yet, they knew something was wrong.

Qin Rong put her index finger to her lips and shook her head slightly. Now was not the time to cause trouble.

Song Lingge sighed. A perfectly good day had been ruined just like that, and she had no idea what kind of trouble Song Jianping would cause next.

"Go inside first, we're all here, don't be afraid!" Qin Rong's words of comfort improved Song Lingge's mood considerably.

"Mom, Lingge, what are you doing here?"

There was nothing that Song Jianmei needed help with; it was just an excuse to distract Song Jianping.

Since he hadn't succeeded, Qiao Nansheng simply went there to make a show of it and then came back.

"Is Auntie alright?" Song Lingge asked.

"It's alright, I comforted her a bit, and she went back to the kitchen."

"Don't think too much, let's go in first!" Qin Rong pulled one of her darlings into the private room.

"Is there something you all want to do by coming out to eat together?" Song Jianping's voice was heard as soon as I entered the room.

They really wouldn't give up, not letting any opportunity slip by to gather information.

"Firstly, my husband and I just returned from abroad, so we're having a meal together. Most importantly, you've given birth to a wonderful daughter. Once she becomes famous, we might not be able to have such a grand meal together anymore," Qiao Guangzhi said with a smile, trying to ease the tension.

Song Jianping glanced at Song Lingge, but as her biological father, he had no idea what had happened.

"Lingge is very promising. She has never caused us any trouble, all thanks to her grandparents' good upbringing. Last semester, I think it was just last semester, she and Nansheng worked as translators for the municipal government and even appeared on TV!"

Song Lingge snorted inwardly.

"So, with the experience from last time, we don't need to worry about this interview," Qiao Guangzhi said.

"An interview?" Song Jianping grasped the key information.

"Yes, the author's interview was to celebrate this. Didn't you know?"

Song Jianping glanced at Song Lingge thoughtfully.

To avoid an awkward atmosphere, Song Lingge explained, "After Editor-in-Chief Chen informed me, I went to your house, but I haven't had a chance to tell my dad yet."

Song Jianping chuckled and said, "My parents-in-law are getting old, and Lingge lives with them to take care of them for me. I'll get the news much later. But good news is never too late."

As Song Jianping spoke, he raised his glass; he certainly knew how to make polite conversation.

Zhao Zhangguo and Lin Xiuzhi were seething with anger, but for Song Lingge's sake, they remained silent all night, letting Song Jianping pat himself on the back.

Song Lingge knew that the two elderly people were feeling bad, but they were both respectable people and couldn't do anything too outrageous.

It was at this moment that Song Lingge truly realized that the biggest trouble after her rebirth was not Fang Guanghua and Zhou Songmei, but this person who had the closest relationship with her but had done many things to hurt her.

But she still had to consider him in every way.

Song Lingge felt an indescribable nausea.

I had been craving Song Jianmei's cooking for a long time, but when I actually tasted it, it was as bland as chewing wax.

The entire dinner session almost entirely became Song Jianping's diplomatic time.

His identity as a member of the Qin family made him very eager to communicate, and his emotions were at an all-time high when he spoke.

Qin Sihai, Qiao Guangzhi, Qin Yu, and Qin Rong all became his acquaintances.

Looking at the scene of clinking glasses and lively conversation, Song Lingge felt an indescribable desolation.

Suddenly, a warm current swept over me.

Under the table, Qiao Nansheng held her hand tightly.

Song Lingge didn't look at Qiao Nansheng, but she knew he understood her.

"Qin Yu, Zihan and Zichen are making a fuss." Tang Shuxin raised her voice so that everyone present could hear her.

Song Lingge knew that Tang Shuxin was helping her.

Even if she didn't know exactly what had happened to the Song family, anyone with eyes could see that Song Lingge and the two elders of the Zhao family didn't like Song Jianping.

"Let's call it a day then. The children are still young, and we old folks can't keep going like this," Qin Sihai said.

"Yes, we just got back, and we're still jet-lagged. We're a little sleepy," Qin Rong said, yawning.

Looking at this group of lovely people, Song Lingge felt a warmth in her heart.

She lost many things from her family of origin, but in this life she met Qiao Nansheng's family, and everyone there is warming her heart.